Chapter 151 The King of Cost-Effectiveness


Chapter 151 The King of Cost-Effectiveness

“Meet the Saint.”

Under the call that sounded like a curse, Glen Ching put down his saber and jumped down from the window sill, steadily. Landed at the gate.

"Are you coming with me yourself, or am I going to knock you out and take you away?" The witch looked at Glendon quietly, but her voice was extremely serious.

Glenqing took a breath and spoke in the same serious manner: "Saint, can you listen to what I have to say?"

"You want to delay time?"

"You don't even pay attention to Mr. Qin now, so what's the point of me delaying time?" Glen Ching shook his head: "I just want to make it clear, make it clear, Clear up the misunderstanding."

"Misunderstanding?"

Hearing this, the witch suddenly felt anxious: "What did that guy instill in you?"
< br>I like filters, I hate them too.

When a person hates another person from the bottom of his heart, let alone breathing, the existence of the other person is a mistake.

"Mr. Qin didn't instill anything in me, and what I want to say now has nothing to do with him."

Glenqing looked directly into the witch's eyes: "Saint, I know you He is a person who values ​​​​love and justice, no matter how hard he faces Even in difficult situations, we will never give up on any of our brothers and sisters..."

In fact, in the movie, the witch stepped into a trap to save two subordinates, and was eventually forced to throw herself into a well and die. After death, he turned into a fierce ghost and was beaten to pieces.

Putting aside everything else, in terms of being a boss, she is qualified.

"But..." At this time, after praising the witches, Grantham finally reached the turning point: "The key is that I and my brothers do not need to be saved!

We are tired of the knife edge The days of licking blood are now very comfortable for Qi Zhengxing, and I don’t want to go back.
I know that this answer may be cruel to you, but for us, this is the future life.

Saint, just stop here, I don’t want to see it. Until something happens to you."

These words were sincere, but they were particularly harsh to the ears of the witch.

It is said that good words are bitter to the mouth and good for illness, and loyal words are bad to the ears and good for deeds. But in reality, these two words are mostly said to others. Once they fall on oneself, they will change their taste.

"Benefactor, I think she is right!" Just when she was filled with depression and didn't know where to vent her anger, the red wedding dress appeared again, adding fuel to the fire.

The witch's eyes flashed with red and green light, and her body turned into an afterimage. She quickly came to Glen Ching and raised her hand to grab her throat.

"Saint, are you trying to force me to death?" Grantham knew that given her strength, resistance would have no effect other than arousing the witch's ferocity. She could only try to Arouse the kindness in the witch's heart.

The witch grabbed her by the throat and dragged her body towards the darkness: "Your life is given by me. Without my permission, you can't die even if you want."

"Stop!"

At the critical moment, the bright divine light suddenly fell from the sky, manifesting into a god-man wearing a vermilion official robe and a black official hat.

This man of God stands in the air, his gaze is like lightning, his power is like mountains and seas, he is so majestic that people dare not look directly at him.

"City God?" The witch was trembling: "Why did you stop me?"

Chen Chenghuang pointed at Ge Lanqing: "You can't take this man away."

"She is the leader of my caravan, why can't I take her away?" the witch said with a hint of anger. Chen Chenghuang shook his head and had no intention of explaining anything to her. He stretched out his hand and pointed down. A black iron chain shining with a faint golden light flew out of the air and bound the witch from her arms to her legs.

Not everyone is worthy of his explanation. If you don't want to drink toast, you can only drink fine wine.

"Chen Chenghuang..." Glen Qing gasped for air and shouted loudly.

“There is no need to plead with me.” Chen Chenghuang waved, and the black iron chain flew up with the witch’s body: “I am going to send her to Yizhuang, what should I do with her? Things about Yao.”

Glen Ching fell to her knees with a bang and kowtowed: "Please let the city god let her go. Although she came to the door again and again, she never had any bad intentions and just wanted to take me away. If You send her to Yizhuang , Mr. Qin will definitely kill her. Lord Chenghuang, her crime is not worthy of death!” The leader of the horse thieves is not guilty Until death? She has so many sins that her karma has almost condensed into a thunder cloud. Even if she is wiped out in ashes, she deserves it! In addition, you have done many bad things in the first half of your life. If you were not lucky enough to join Qin Yao's family, you would Do you think you have a chance to change your ways? "

Glenqing was speechless after being scolded, and could only kneel on the ground, watching the city god take the saint away quickly...

Eve of dawn.

In the Yizhuang, in the wing room.

Qin Yao suddenly woke up when he felt a hint of Shinto aura in his sleep. He got out of bed, put on his clothes and walked quickly to the door.

"Mr. Qin." Yan Ruyu, who was on duty tonight, greeted.

"Hard work."

Qin Yao nodded and kept walking. When he walked out of the door, whether intentionally or by coincidence, Chen Chenghuang happened to bring the witch who was tied up to the clouds.

"Meet the Lord City God." Qin Yao just glanced at the witch and roughly guessed the reason.

"No need to be polite." Chen Chenghuang waved his hand, pointed at the witch and said, "You don't need to say anything more, right?"

"I appreciate your love." Qin Yao smiled and said, "In a while, How do you feel about opening a new Chenghuang Street in Fucheng West District?”

The corners of Chen Chenghuang's lips curled up slightly, which showed that he was in a happy mood: "Good. Congratulations to Boss Qin for making a lot of money."

He didn't rest at all at night, busy here and there, personally taking care of people. Isn't it just to cash in the favor?

It’s not that he doesn’t understand the principle of accumulated favors. Although the appearance of eating in a hurry to cash in is not ugly, the actual benefits gained are wasted.

It's just logic. He doesn't want to put all his bets on Qin Yao. Otherwise, if something happens to Qin Yao, will he have to ask Lin Jiu for the favors he has accumulated by helping him again and again?

On the contrary, it is better to settle things one at a time, seize the day and get the benefits first.

"Then do I also want to congratulate Boss Chen on his prosperity?" Qin Yao said with a smile.

We are all fucking foxes, no one should play Liaozhai.

What is Lao Chen thinking? Qin Yao is basically knowledgeable, but he is not tired of it.

Reluctant to part with silver paper, unable to seduce girls.

Lao Chen is much more important than ordinary girls.

After all, fairies and maidens who have reached his level of cultivation will not stay in one place to act as security guards for you even if their heads are wet!

From this aspect, Lao Chen is definitely the king of cost-effectiveness among the gods...

In order to mobilize his subjective initiative and cultivate the valuable spirit of his master, the relationship between people is undoubtedly is the best way to deal with it!

(End of this chapter)